Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Togo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tres Demented to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
The Vogues,
Buzzcocks,
Khruangbin,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Terry,
John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Tom Boy,
Urselle,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arab on Radar,
Ultravox,
Saccharine Trust,
John Lydon,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Parry Music,
Godley & Creme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flash Fearless,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stereo Dub,
Organ,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
R.M.O.,
Little Man,
Stockholm Monsters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Offenders,
Duran Duran,
The Index,
Public Enemy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Green,
Crime,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.